Anchored in Humor
Hall of Splash
String 1
Before we begin, let us break the iceberg among ourselves.
Why don’t I tether a Necktie?
As I have never learned this funny knot, still equipped to deliver all my knots out of my disordered hair.
Survive being not good with Chopsticks?
Although, I use it for stabbing my ears to unclog them.
Don’t love talking when I’m sharing Dessert?
As the others, get more chances to wipe it away.
I often see statues of Buddha in splendid gardens, and every time I do, I have a sparse secret smile, considering I know an old narrative about the Buddha that highly inhabitants haven’t yet heard.
It implies one of our most despised garden parasites and the sacrifice they have worked to elevate the cause of 100-watt brightness intentions.
Buddhist Monks get their heads shaved for the pureness of their bodies. Buddha When he gave up his realm, he also had his head waxed. He began to walk non-stop through Forests, Jungles & all the Uncontrolled Habitats to find his Control Panel.
Dropped up, springing to the cliff, taking an injection from the Honey Bees. Went plunging into the pond when the Leech trapped on his back made him in counting do it. Then he went snuck in spiny bushes sighting the Hedgehogs attempting to give him a squeeze for saying goodbye.
Buddha recognized the initial journey has mouse traps laid adjacent to the route. Until you learn the dance to keep your steps at the correct patch, it will be challenging endeavor. His bare feet allowed him to learn all dance forms. Walking on twigs with their teeth out, blades of grass standing in glass, sharp pebbles that tore your skin infinitely without a rhythm.
The English word “Meditation” comes out of a Latin word meaning “To Ponder.”
Bursting into the story of my hero, we all have been pondering from generations on anything & everything. It’s only that the concept considering getting a facelift to a new name, “Meditation.”
Then further, the percentage started getting impatient when Meditation became a fad, stealing the index from the Mathematical algorithm. Nine types of Meditation with a scorecard of at least 100% focus. Something impossible to comprehend to a Writers Mind as used in a witty run with a stop at per turn to fathom the next Spell.
Diving into the story, Buddha had found friends in the Animals by feeding them what he ate every day Fruit Puddings, Leaves Concoctions’ and Flowers Nectar. He had learnt the speech of Animals by becoming their permanent residents. “Sleeping with the enemy” had still not been released. It turned out to be good, or that amicability connecting them would have turned rancid.
Once, the Buddha was on his usual thought walk when a Bull-Headed Shrike, a bird from Japan, landed right next to him. Started the narrative on the Japanese Monk, Dosho, who introduced the practice of Meditation in Japan. Dictating on the sitting,” Sit motionless in a Lotus position that is crossed legs with all your four senses locked. Focusing on your 5th sense breathing — giving you Invisible wings, Cognitively, Spiritually, Incredibly awakened within a 3D world, without setting out into the trading for 3D Glasses.”
He felt stirred corresponding to a melting ice cube by the story of the birdie & sniffed he was the Prophet of whom waited all this while. He thanked the bird and went on a mission to Swayamvar to find the best Tree. He stumbled upon a Mango Tree but looking at the size of the Mangoes spread out, the sensation on his head will leave a bump forever.
He arrived at a fig tree and assembled in its shadow to go forth in his Meditation.
Some light in between.
Fig Trees
These trees need no irrigation, but their leaves provide vital moist forage for livestock. They enrich the ground with leaves that fall and decay, and they improve the growth of crops planted in their shade instead of the blazing sun. In short, if sitting beneath it, you are protected, fed and empowered to an Invisible Umbrella.
Do you think it was a coincidence that Buddha dove toward this specific Tree? Or did he know who he wanted as his Bodyguard? The one with the Invisible Umbrella. Then how the Snails died from Sunburn?
Something is amiss in the perfect story, which I fill in the blanks to the Truthful Version.
Hours passed, Days passed; the Buddha became so drenched in thought that he didn’t notify anything in his Backdrop. A Tribe of Hunters came to that spot ended up wiping out loads of Buddha’s mates. They called him to the Aid, but because of his profound immersion in himself, he had become Deaf. The Snails were scrambling in this agitation; they could not find a tall rock to climb. Then finally, one of them saw this Humangasuar rock below the Fig Tree.
As fast as it could, the Snail made its way up the Buddha’s robe to his head and sat in that location, with his mucous body cooling off from the Wrath. Other Snails remarked and followed the first, covering Buddha’s head with a pretty hat of Spiral Shells. Hours went by, and the Snails became parched. When evening fell, and Buddha stood, noticing his surroundings for little longer, he found he was wearing 108 Snails, all of whom had turned over their lives to facilitate Buddha’s path to enlightenment. As he emitted his Harmful rays from his Body, Chakras had to Breathe from the head like a Volcano Molten.
As a result of this blind turn, the Snails became Martyrs in the form of negative cooked Solar Chips.
The Fig Tree became known as the Bodhi Tree because the Buddha reached enlightenment after Meditating beneath such a tree for not 1, 2, 3 but 49 days. It cited if he had taken 50 days, the Tree would have engrained to his name Buddha tree. They halted on his pet name Bodhi.
Snails are honored as Martyrs and exhibited on many Buddha statues to remind us of their sacrifice to the Negative Emotions.
